Woke up to find that Jane's ankle was quite swollen, and that her knee was a mess. So much for the tan, hon.
Most of our tans had seriously began to peel off already, anyhow.
We spent the morning just taking it easy. Jane had planned on running a marathon, but had to give it a miss.
I feel so bad for her, it's been such a perfect holiday for both of us until now, and I can see that she's in quite a bit of pain. We put an icy towel around her ankle to bring down the swelling, and cleaned out her knee with supplies that Pipitsa had provided.
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Jane spent most of the afternoon napping, and hopefully the rest will have helped her. It's now almost midnight, my how time flies.
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The rest of the afternoon was pretty mellow. Eoin and Liz went into town for dinner and a sunset, but the clouds persisted. When they returned, they brought Jane some square bandages. They've invited us to dinner in Thira tomorrow, where they are meeting friends.While they were here, we partied some more, and out of the blue Marcus arrived. We learned a lot more about him tonight and I must say that there are many things about this guy that I like. Where do I start?...
... A whole lot of stuff I can't tell you...
...which is too bad, it's very funny...
oh well...
Marcus shares his time between Santorini and New York or Boston. He rents his place year round, at a monthly rent equivalent to one night for a tourist. That means he only has to give a few massages a month to cover his expenses. He's been averaging a couple a day since we arrived, so Marcus must be doing alright.
He owns one pair of socks - bright blue - but generally only wears one at a time. No-one has actually asked him why. He is apparantly on one of the Oia sunset postcards. He also considers himself a bit of a playboy, and rightly so.
I could go on and on about him, our own Zorba the Greek - he's from another time and place. But in the end he's just another chapter in the story that is our Magical Journey.
Although completely different from all of the people and things that we've experienced thus far, he will soon be merged into memories we carry of this wonderful trip, and surprisingly he will not stand out too much.
I'll be back tomorrow.
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